Wild Bill Wharton: You love your sister? You make any noise, you know what happens. I'm gonna kill her instead of you. Understand?
Prissy: Mammy, here's Miss Scarlett's vittles. Scarlett: You can take it all back to the kitchen; I won't eat a bite. Mammy: Yes'm you is, you's gonna eat every mouthful of this. Scarlett: No... I'm... NOT.
Linnie McCallister: Listen, Kevin, what are you so worried about? You know Mom's gonna pack your stuff anyway. You're what the French call "les incompetents". Kevin McCallister: What?
Kevin McCallister: Did anyone order me a plain cheese? Buzz McCallister: Yeah, we did. But if you want any, somebody's gonna have to barf it all up, 'cause it's gone.
[Frank is attempting to have Angel arrested by the other officers] Inspector Frank Butterman: You're not seriously gonna believe this man, are you? Are you? HE ISN'T EVEN FROM 'ROUND HERE!
[Mr. Skinner has tripped and landed with his chin impaled on a miniature church spire at the model village] Simon Skinner: Ow! Thish really hurtsh... I'm gonna need shome ice-creeeem.
Haymitch Abernathy: She's gonna lose it when she finds out about the boy. Plutarch Heavensbee: She'll still cooperate, though. Haymitch Abernathy: Without Peeta? There is no guarantee.
Eddie Palermo: Listen to me, I'm gonna' tell you something. I know some sick people in my life, this guy is the craziest, wildest bastard I ever met in my life!
Ringo: [arrested, at the police station] I demand to see my solicitor! Police Inspector: What's his name? Ringo: Well, if you're gonna get technical about it...
Coach Norman Dale: If you put your effort and concentration into playing to your potential, to be the best that you can be, I don't care what the scoreboard says at the end of the game, in my book we're gonna be winners.
Sid: [after Diego snuffs out the fire on his tail] Thank you. From now on, I'm gonna call you "Diego..." Diego: Lord of Touch Me and You're Dead.
[to her panicking children, having just survived a plane crash] Elastigirl: Stop it! We are not gonna die! Now, both of you will *get a grip*! Or so help me, I will *ground* you for a month. Understand?
Mike Wallace: [to Hezbollah Head Gunman] What the hell do you think I am? A 78 year-old assassin? You think I'm gonna karate him to death with this notepad?
Dr. Ellie Sattler: I can't wait any longer. Something went wrong. I'm gonna' get the power back on Muldoon: You can't just stroll down the road, you know?
Harmony: [naked in bed] You can sleep here if you want but it would only be sleeping, Harry... if thats gonna frustrate you. Harry: [pause] Let's see.
Rory Breaker: We're gonna do a proper decoration job. I want the grey skies of London illuminated. I want that house painted red.
[Gorbag advances towards Frodo with a knife] Gorbag: I'm gonna bleed you like a stuck pig. [Gorbag is stabbed from behind by Sam] Sam: Not if I stick you first.
Timon: [of the decimated Pride Rock] We're gonna fight your uncle... for this? Adult Simba: Yes, Timon. This is my home. Timon: Whoa. Talk about your fixer-upper.
Mathilda: [opens rubbing alcohol over drug stash] Léon: What are you doing? Mathilda: You said no women, no kids. Who do you think this is gonna kill, junkies and monkeys?
Maggie Fitzgerald: They took my leg, boss. Frankie Dunn: It's gonna be allright, you hear? Maggie Fitzgerald: I always hear your voice, boss.
Creasy: [talking to "The Voice" on the phone right after shooting his brothers hand] I'm gonna take your family apart piece by piece, you understand me? Piece by piece.
